Midnight Tales Poem by Suryendu Chaudhury

Its past midnight
Deserted desolation drools
Life's asleep,
Dreams delve deep into the unknown.

Rhythmic heartbeat of the clock,
Silence and nothing but silence
Leaning all over it can grasp;
Some sighs rising like smoke -

Half-dead lights,
Light-hearted dust
Dancing with darkness -
A drowsy darkness.

Half-dead, countless
Half-afloat, floating submerged
Eyes know nothing
They have never known.

As if a string,
Or a phase
Connects ‘this' and ‘that'
An eternal continuation.